Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

The group continued onward, passing through a gloomy forest, and arrived at a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a huge array of mirrors.

The mirror array is a huge formation composed of countless mirrors. These mirrors vary in size and shape, some are round, some are square, some are rhomboid, and some are irregular polygons.

They are arranged in a seemingly chaotic but actually mysterious way. The mirror surfaces are either smooth as a whetstone, uneven, or have water-like patterns, reflecting bizarre and wonderful images in the dim light.

These images are not static, but rather constantly changing like a revolving lantern, showing human figures, animal figures, mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, pavilions and towers, broken walls and ruins... They intertwine and overlap, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, as if the past, present and future are all condensed into this small space.

A faint, unsettling aura permeated the air, an aura that seemed to penetrate the body, reaching the depths of the soul and stirring up the deepest memories and emotions within.

Huan Yue curiously reached out to touch one of the mirrors, but Bai Xiaochen grabbed her arm, saying, "Don't touch it! These mirrors contain powerful spiritual energy. If you touch them, you'll easily get lost in the illusions."

Huan Yue was startled and quickly withdrew her hand, sticking out her tongue.

Lu Lingxi Yao's gaze swept across the entire mirror array, her brows furrowing slightly. She could sense that this mirror array contained an extremely powerful force, a force that seemed capable of seeing into people's hearts, peering into the past, and even... predicting the future.

"Is this the Rebirth Mirror Array?" Lu Lingxi asked softly.

“Yes.” Bai Xiaochen nodded, his expression solemn. “The Mirror of Rebirth is the second trial in the Tomb of the Underworld, and also the most dangerous one. It can see a person’s past and present lives, stirring up the deepest obsessions and inner demons in people’s hearts. If one cannot maintain one’s true self, one will be lost in the illusion and never wake up.”

"Past lives and present lives..." Lu Lingxi murmured to herself, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

"Everyone be careful. The Rebirth Mirror Formation is no small matter. Don't lose your way," Lu Lingxi reminded them.

She took a deep breath and took the lead in walking towards the Rebirth Mirror Formation, followed closely by Zhuque, Huanyue, Huanying, and Bai Xiaochen.

The moment Lu Lingxi Yao stepped into the mirror array, the surrounding scenery instantly changed. The originally dim light became bright, and the bizarre images became clear.

She found herself standing in an empty square, surrounded by countless huge mirrors, each reflecting a different scene.

Lu Lingxi's gaze was drawn to one of the mirrors, which displayed a horrific scene.

Corpses lay strewn across the field, blood flowed like rivers, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning.

Lu Lingxi's heart clenched. She saw herself—no, she should be the original owner of the body in her past life—dressed in white, holding a long sword, covered in blood, standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Her eyes were filled with grief, anger, and despair.

Before her stood a man dressed in a black robe. His face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly, but Lu Lingxi could feel that he was emanating an extremely powerful aura, an aura that made her feel fear and oppression.

"Why...why did you do this?" Lu Lingxi Yao's voice was hoarse, filled with endless grief and indignation.

"Why? Hahahaha..." The man in black robes burst into wild laughter, "Because your Flying Snow Palace is blocking my way!"

"Blocked your way? Just because of that, you want to wipe out my entire Flying Snow Palace?" Lu Lingxi's eyes were filled with hatred.

“That’s right! Anyone who stands in my way will die!” the black-robed man said coldly.

"I'm going to kill you! To avenge the disciples of Feixue Palace!" Lu Lingxi Yao roared, swinging her sword at the man in black robes.

However, her sword was easily blocked by the man in black robes. He reached out and flicked it lightly, and the long sword in Lu Lingxi's hand shattered into pieces.

"Overestimating yourself!" The man in black robes sneered and struck Lu Lingxi with a palm.

Lu Lingxi Yao tried to dodge, but found that she couldn't move at all. She watched helplessly as the black-robed man's palm came crashing down on her.

"No!" Lu Lingxi Yao let out a desperate roar.

Just at this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Lingxi Yao, blocking the blow for her.

It's Baili Yuan (Nalan Rongzhi's previous incarnation)!

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Lingxi's eyes, but then her heart sank to the bottom. She saw Nalan Rongzhi's body shatter into pieces under the black-robed man's palm, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

“Yuan (Nalan Rongzhi’s previous life)!” Lu Lingxi Yao cried out in anguish.

She tried to rush forward, but was bound by an invisible force. She could only watch helplessly as Baili Yuan died before her eyes.

"No! No! No!" Blood tears streamed from Lu Lingxi's eyes; her heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

"Hahahaha... This is what happens when you oppose me!" The man in black robes burst into maniacal laughter.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Lu Lingxi's eyes were filled with hatred as she struggled frantically, trying to break free of her restraints.

However, the more she struggled, the tighter the restraints became, her strength was rapidly fading, and her consciousness began to blur.

"No... I can't die... I still need revenge..." Lu Lingxi's consciousness gradually blurred, and countless illusions appeared before her eyes.

She saw the process of Lu Lingxi Yao and Baili Yuan getting to know each other, falling in love, and practicing swordsmanship together, traveling together, laughing together, and grieving together... Those beautiful memories, like a knife, pierced her heart.

She saw Baili Yuan sacrifice his life to save her, and she saw his loving and reluctant gaze before he died.

Lu Lingxi Yao's heart completely collapsed; her Dao heart was crumbling little by little.

"No... I can't give up... I still need to find the Yellow Spring Root, and I still need to cure Rong Zhi's poison..." Deep in Lu Lingxi Yao's consciousness, a trace of clarity remained.

She tried desperately to stay conscious, but the power of her inner demons was simply too great for her to resist.

"Give up... give up... hatred will only bring you pain..." A voice echoed in Lu Lingxi's ears.

"No... I can't give up..." Lu Lingxi gritted her teeth, desperately resisting the erosion of her inner demons.

"Give up...give up...only by giving up can you be free..." the voice continued.

Lu Lingxi's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and her body began to drift. Just as Lu Lingxi was about to completely lose herself in her inner demons, a clear sword cry suddenly rang in her ears.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword's cry, like a thunderclap, pulled Lu Lingxi back from the brink of losing her way.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the Flying Snow Sword in her hand trembling violently, emitting a dazzling white light that dispelled the surrounding darkness.

“Flying Snow…” Lu Lingxi murmured to herself.

She sensed a powerful force emanating from the Flying Snow Sword, a force that was helping her dispel her inner demons.

"Master, don't give up! I believe you can overcome your inner demons!" A clear and long-lost voice rang in Lu Lingxi Yao's mind.

It's Feixue! Lu Lingxi was shocked. She hadn't expected Feixue to wake up at this time.

"Feixue, thank you," Lu Lingxi said in her heart.

“Master, no need to thank me. We are partners, aren’t we?” Feixue’s voice was full of determination.

"Yes, we are partners." Hope rekindled in Lu Lingxi's eyes. She gripped the Flying Snow Sword tightly and poured her spiritual power into it continuously.

The light of the Flying Snow Sword grew brighter and brighter, and mysterious runes appeared around the sword. These runes exuded an ancient and powerful aura, as if they came from the distant past.

"This is... an ancient sword technique?" Lu Lingxi was shocked. What she didn't expect was that the Flying Snow Sword had awakened an ancient sword technique at this moment.

“Master, this is the energy I absorbed from the Rebirth Mirror Array. Now, I am transferring it to you,” Feixue said.

A vast amount of information flooded into Lu Lingxi's mind, causing her body to tremble slightly. It was as if a huge treasure trove had appeared in her mind, containing countless sword techniques, sword manuals, and sword intents…

These sword techniques, sword manuals, and sword intents are all transformed from the energy absorbed by the Flying Snow Sword from the Rebirth Mirror Array.

"Master, quickly use the ancient sword technique to break the mirror formation!" Feixue urged.

Lu Lingxi nodded. She took a deep breath and circulated her spiritual power to its limit. The Flying Snow Sword in her hand emitted a crisp sword sound, and the runes around the sword became even brighter. She swung the sword and slashed at the mirrors around her.

"break!"

A dazzling sword light shot out from the Flying Snow Sword, instantly shattering the surrounding mirrors into pieces. The mirror fragments scattered on the ground, making a crisp sound, and the surrounding scenery changed accordingly.

Lu Lingxi Yao found herself still standing in the Rebirth Mirror Formation, but the number of mirrors around her had decreased significantly, indicating that she had broken through a part of the Rebirth Mirror Formation.

"Master, continue!" Feixue's voice was full of excitement.

Lu Lingxi nodded and continued to swing her sword, slashing at the surrounding mirrors. Sword lights weaved through the mirror array, shattering the mirrors into pieces. The power of the Rebirth Mirror Array gradually weakened, and Lu Lingxi's Dao heart gradually regained its clarity. She felt that her state of mind had been sublimated at this moment, and her understanding of the Dao of the Sword seemed to have become more profound.

"boom!"

As the last mirror was shattered, the Rebirth Mirror Array completely collapsed, and the surrounding scenery returned to normal. Lu Lingxiyao stood in the center of the empty area, the Flying Snow Sword in her hand emitting a faint white light, and a powerful aura emanated from her body.

"Master, you succeeded!" Feixue's voice was filled with joy.

Lu Lingxi smiled slightly. Not only had she broken the Rebirth Mirror Formation, but she had also gained even greater power as a result of the misfortune. Her gaze fell on the Flying Snow Sword in her hand. She felt that the aura of the Flying Snow Sword had undergone a significant change. The Flying Snow Sword, which was originally only a high-grade divine weapon, had now been promoted to a phantom-grade spiritual weapon.

"Feixue, you've regained your strength?" Lu Lingxi asked in surprise.

“Yes, Master.” Feixue’s voice was full of pride. “I absorbed the energy of the Rebirth Mirror Array and successfully advanced to a Illusion-level Spiritual Artifact.”

"That's great!" Lu Lingxi Yao said excitedly. The Flying Snow Sword's advancement at this time was undoubtedly a huge surprise for her.

Lu Lingxi put away her Flying Snow Sword. Her gaze fell on the mess left behind after the collapse of the Rebirth Mirror Array. Her eyes suddenly narrowed. She saw a fragment that was shimmering with a faint light at the center of the collapsed Rebirth Mirror Array.

Lu Lingxi Yao stepped forward, picked up the fragment. The fragment was cold to the touch, and it was engraved with some strange patterns. She carefully observed these patterns, her brows furrowing slightly, and muttered to herself.

"These patterns seem to contain some special meaning."

She collected the fragments, intending to study them more carefully later. Then, her gaze swept across the surrounding scenery again, and suddenly, her eyes fixed on one spot.

In the scene of the destruction of Feixue Palace, a figure dressed in modern clothes flashed by and was caught by Lu Lingxi Yao, but it disappeared in an instant, and her heart skipped a beat.

"That is……"

She rubbed her eyes and looked in that direction again, only to find it empty and devoid of anything.

"Could I have seen wrong?" Lu Lingxi wondered.

She tried hard to recall what she had just seen, but the figure was too blurry for her to be sure whether she had actually seen it.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore." Lu Lingxi shook her head, suppressing her doubts. Now was not the time to think about these things.

She turned around and walked towards Zhuque, Huanyue, Huanying, and Bai Xiaochen. "Let's go," Lu Lingxi said.

Zhuque, Huanyue, Huanying, and Bai Xiaochen nodded and followed closely behind. The group continued on their way, their figures disappearing into the depths of the Yellow Spring Tomb.

However, a lingering question remained in Lu Lingxi Yao's mind: who exactly was that figure dressed in modern clothes? This question, like a seed, took root and sprouted in Lu Lingxi Yao's heart.